To The College Semester That Killed My Academic Passion

Upon attending a vocational high school, four years of engineering technology had me excited and proud of my technological background. I had spent years learning everything from mathematical formulas, to the pros and cons of different wood types, to how to create a design for, program and run a 3-D printer. I had spent countless nights, which turned into early mornings, using Solidworks, a computer-aided engineering design program, trying to get my assignments just right; taking and re-taking measurements, then sketching my designs, crumpling them up and throwing them away, and then re-sketching them. These activities took over my life, and I could not have been happier about that. Towards the end of my secondary education, I began applying to different universities. I had pinpointed my interest to the mechanical engineering field, and with each application, I became more and more exhilarated for my future as an engineer.

During the early Spring of 2014, I had been accepted to the University of Massachusetts at Dartmouth and quickly accepted their offer. I even attended the university's Freshman Summer Institute (FSI), which was designed to prepare incoming engineering majors for the academic struggles which were to be faced come the fall semester. The program sampled some of the courses, as well as introduced me to some of my peers, that I would be encountering in the future, all of which simply widened my eagerness for the upcoming semester. Classes began just a few weeks later, commencing the best years of my life... Or so I thought.

My first semester of college was supposed to be perfect. Well, if I learned anything in my Introduction to Engineering course that semester, it was Murphy's Law. Murphy's Law states that "anything that can go wrong, will go wrong," and Murphy's Law is real. That semester, I struggled immensely. I spent numerous nights, alone in the library, trying to teach myself calculus; math problems that took two pages, front AND back, to complete. You can only imagine how discouraging it was to finish a problem, and then realize that my answer did not match the one in the book. And let's face it- chemistry was no walk in the park, either. About twelve weeks later, as my first semester was coming to a close, I began thinking, "maybe integrals just aren't my thing." And then final grades were posted. My heart dropped as I learned that I had failed (miserably, I might add) my calculus course, and would be unable to move on to the next level in the spring. A minor set back for some, but this inconvenience would set my degree back almost a full academic year.

It is safe to say that similar struggles occurred throughout the next few semesters. Now, fast forward to the Spring semester of my sophomore year of college. I was in a meeting with an academic adviser who pointed out the fact that the courses which I seemed to enjoy, and excel in, were not my major requirements, but the humanities and social science courses. I had received an A in all of my English courses, philosophies, and psychologies. At this, she suggested a major change. She said that changing majors at this point in my educational career would set me back close to a year, if not more, but that I really had to make this decision on my own.

For months, I sat in disbelief that she could even suggest such a thing. I was an engineering major. I had always been an engineering major. I knew this is where I wanted to be long before I graduated high school, or even thought about applying for college. And then it hit me. Did I actually WANT to be an engineer? Or is that just where the path I was on was leading me? I absolutely loved studying engineering technology in high school. It was my first opportunity to think critically, use my resources, and be creative. But somewhere along the lines, it went from something that I loved, to something that I did. I finally realized that when I applied for college, the only reason I decided upon the mechanical engineering field was because I didn't know anything else. I didn't know that I could know anything else.

Newly aware that I no longer dreamed of being an engineer, I had to decide what path I truly belonged on. After hours and hours and hours of research, I decided that I wanted to become an educator. I sat down with my family and told them the news. Some were concerned that I had just suffered a tough semester and was making a rash decision, and others questioned whether or not this was the right route for me, but I knew deep inside me that I had made the right choice.

Fast forward to the present. I am now going into my senior year of college. I am a liberal arts major with a concentration in writing and a concentration in philosophy, and I aspire to be a middle school teacher. For the first time in my life, it does not feel like a chore to go to class, and homework doesn't feel like homework. More importantly, I no longer have to fight my alarm to get up in the morning; it goes off at 5:00 a.m. daily, and I wholeheartedly look forward to getting to work. I am now a registered substitute teacher in four different school districts, and I work a before school program with elementary school children, so it's not exactly where I would like to be for the rest of my life, but it is a step in the right direction.

Now that I have the opportunity to look back and reflect on my decisions, I am proud of myself for getting out of my comfort zone. I left behind what I had known all of my life, and began to explore the unknown. I am so grateful for that meeting with my adviser, and for my boss who took a chance on me during the Summer of 2016. Who knew that a summer job as a camp councilor would be just what I needed to help me decide where I wanted to end up in life? To anybody out there who is walking in my shoes, just know that it is okay to let go. It is okay to make that risky decision and it is okay to acknowledge that you are unhappy, as long as you are taking the steps to do something about it. Just because you are somewhere, does not mean that it is where you belong. Please, go out and find your true passion, because there is so much more to life than being unhappy.

So here it is: the biggest thank you I could muster up to the semester that killed my academic passion. Thank you.

Education System in India

Education as it's said is the key foundation of a child's future. Education system in India lays down a exceptional foundation of a child's education so very excellently by focusing on not just one but giving commensurate importance to all subjects even in the early stages of schooling.

With new technologies coming up like every single day, system of education in India and worldwide is changing rapidly. With the introduction of digital teaching appliances, classrooms are now being turned into smart-classes.

Impact of internet has totally changed the idiosyncrasy and praxis of education in India as well as all over the world. Students too proffer online education rather than waking up early every morning to go to school.

With the investiture of over thousands of new international private schools, it is also a great step towards opening a new path to outer world for Indian students to compete on an international platform. Not only this facility motivates them but also gives them the opportunity and confidence to represent themselves on an international platform.

Education is now seen as a better way of investing money. The cost of education, be it in a government or a private school has increased a lot and is likely to increase much more in coming years. But none can ignore the fact that "An investment in knowledge pays the best interest".

The 'Annual Education Budget' of the government has increased a lot over the years. Government has allocated Rs 85,010 crore as the Education Budget for the year 2018-19 starting from 1 April.

Though 'Education System in India' is prone to many ups and downs but still our country has produced some brilliant gems to be admired by the world.

An Argument For Relaxation

Hey, you! Yes, you! Reading this article right now! I'm guessing that you're procrastinating for some reason right now –– I can relate.

After all, I am procrastinating studying for a test by writing this article. We're all in the same boat, and that's why I feel like I can share something with you. Nothing too deep, nothing too dramatic, just a truth that I discovered recently that I think might help you out. Ready for it?

Ok, here it goes: you can take a break.

That seems obvious at first glance: "Of course I can take a break!" you say. "Why, I take a break every half hour or so to check Instagram!" And I support those kinds of breaks, the mindless ones where you don't need to think as hard. However, the kind of break I'm talking about is the one that takes up more than five minutes. Instead, I want you to find time to take break that is far more substantial, one where you can spend time with friends or nap or read or go for a run or just do something that feels good to you, even if you haven't finished up all of your homework yet.

This sort of break takes a good sense of balancing, of course: you can't just ignore all your work while relaxing. Instead, try to find a good time to set down your calculus equations and history essays so you can recharge and refocus before finally finishing everything up. This sort of practice might take some time to figure out fully, but I promise you, when you finally are able to balance work and play, you'll feel like your life is far more fun (and focused!) than it was before you could both study and spend time with those you love.

This article isn't meant to provide step by step instructions, because taking breaks is a personal experience: instead, try to find your own system, and be sure to keep up the practice until you can finally say that you've mastered the art of the study break.